[ He smiles against her skin at the sound of that; thinking his swearing is definitely starting to rub off on her.
His hands are all over her once she's on his bed - feeling everywhere he can, the curves of her hip, his palm cupping her breast as he kisses down to her collarbone before being restricted by the fabric of her dress. He feels her hands undoing the buttons of his shirt and suddenly it's just all too unbearable the amount of clothing they're both wearing, so with a softly uttered curse he lifts up for her to undo the rest of the buttons as he shrugs off his shirt.
He reaches down to help her tug off the knee boots, then pauses a moment as he glances down at her. His hands skim up along her thighs, hiking the fabric of her dress up as he goes. His dark eyes follow the path of his hands as each inch of skin is revealed, he looks at her like he's starved to touch and be touched by her. ]
This has got to fucking go, gorgeous as you look in it.
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His hands are all over her once she's on his bed - feeling everywhere he can, the curves of her hip, his palm cupping her breast as he kisses down to her collarbone before being restricted by the fabric of her dress. He feels her hands undoing the buttons of his shirt and suddenly it's just all too unbearable the amount of clothing they're both wearing, so with a softly uttered curse he lifts up for her to undo the rest of the buttons as he shrugs off his shirt.
He reaches down to help her tug off the knee boots, then pauses a moment as he glances down at her. His hands skim up along her thighs, hiking the fabric of her dress up as he goes. His dark eyes follow the path of his hands as each inch of skin is revealed, he looks at her like he's starved to touch and be touched by her. ]
This has got to fucking go, gorgeous as you look in it.